Page 44 of Forbidden Harmony

“Please make me come, Simon. Please!”

He lowered his head. She felt his warmbreath against the lips of her pussy and then his lips were wrapped around herclit. He pulled firmly, rubbing her clit with his tongue at the same time andshe screamed as her orgasm washed over her in a tidal wave of indescribablepleasure. She bucked and writhed against his mouth as he pinned her down with onebig hand and continued to lick and suck at her clit while he pushed two fingersinto her core and stretched her lightly.

She pulled his hair, pounded on his backwith her feet, and squeezed her thighs around his head until he pulled themapart with a low grunt. He rubbed her thighs as she collapsed against the bed.She barely heard the crinkle of the condom wrapper over the rapid pounding ofher heartbeat. When he sat her up and eased her down to the end of the bed sothat her legs were hanging off of it, she stared at him. His shirt was gone,and he had pushed his jeans down to his ankles.

“Are you going to fuck me again?” she said.

“Yes, Sunshine. I am.”

A little tingle of delight went down herspine at his reply. He had given her pleasure and now she would give him pleasure.The thought brought on another weird surge of desire in her belly, this one sostrong it almost hurt. Before she could stop to consider why, he had spreadher legs and pushed the wide head of his cock against her entrance.

“It won’t hurt this time, I promise,” hesaid in a low voice.

She dug her nails into his biceps as he puthis arm around her waist and pushed again. To her complete shock, the headslipped in easily without any pain at all. She stared up at him as he made alow groan.

“Okay?” he muttered before threading hisfingers through her hair and gripping tight.

“Yes, it – it doesn’t hurt.”

“Good,” he said hoarsely. He nuzzled her throatbefore whispering in her ear, “I guess this means every time I fuck you, I’llneed to eat your sweet pussy first.”

She clenched around him at the thought andhe groaned again before cupping her left breast and toying with her nipple. “Relaxand let me in, Sunshine.”

She tried to relax around him, but it wasdifficult with the way his fingers were tugging on her nipple. It sent wavesof need through her and her pussy kept clenching rhythmically around him. Hepulled her head back and kissed her. She could taste herself on his mouth andwhen he pushed his tongue between her lips, she sucked eagerly at it. He waspushing steadily into her and she made a small squeak of pain when he sheathedhimself entirely and her right nipple brushed against his chest.

“I’m sorry,” he said immediately. Shewrapped her legs around his waist when he tried to withdraw.

“No, it’s my, um, my nipple,” she said.

He glanced at the bandage that covered it.“Right, sorry.”

“It’s okay.” She touched his chest tentatively,tracing her fingers over the cross tattooed just below the hollow of histhroat. If she hadn’t been stuffed full of his cock, she supposed she wouldhave wanted to study each of the tattoos that covered his upper body.

Instead, she was starting to feel a slowthrob of pleasure in her lower belly as Preacher cupped her left breast againand kneaded it. He kissed her slowly, sucking on her tongue and her lips untilshe was thrusting her hips against him.

He released her mouth and pushed lightly onher upper chest. “Lean back and brace yourself on your hands.”

She did what he asked, digging her fingersinto the paper sheet that covered the tattoo bed as he curled his big hand aroundthe back of her neck and gripped firmly. His thumb rubbed against her flutteringpulse as he stared at her pussy. Her skirt had slipped down a little and hepushed it back up around her waist so he could see all of her.

He was breathing harshly as he thrust backand forth. She glanced down and was mesmerized by the way his cock slid in andout of her. Just watching the way her pussy stretched around his thick cock,the way she took every inch of him, was making her hot.

“You feel so good on my dick,” Preachersuddenly groaned before thrusting harder. “Can you come again for me, baby?”

She stared wide-eyed at him. She nevercame more than once and certainly not after she’d had that intense of anorgasm. Besides, she’d always been hit and miss when it came to an orgasm fromsex. More often miss.

“I – I don’t think so.” Her desire wasrapidly disappearing under her anxiety that she would disappoint Preacher. Itshouldn’t have mattered, she was nothing but an easy lay for him, but shecouldn’t help it. The anxiety was there and impossible to ignore.

He cupped her cheek and stroked hercheekbone with his thumb before pushing her flat onto her back. The bed was atthe perfect height for him to fuck her and she wondered vaguely if he hadraised it that high on purpose. Had he planned this from the moment she’d bookedthe appointment?

The thought that he might have beenplanning to fuck her all along sent fresh wetness surging out of her and shesqueezed tightly around his dick. Preacher groaned and took her right hand,pushing it to her pussy and pressing her fingers against her clit.

“Try to come again for me, baby.”

“Simon, I can’t,” she said. The thought oftouching herself in front of him made her cringe with embarrassment. What ifshe looked stupid, what if she didn’t do it right or –

“Sunshine.” His low voice urged her tolook at him. He leaned over her, his hand still holding hers to her core andhis dick still embedded deep within her. “Touch yourself, baby.”

Unable to resist him, she rubbedtentatively at her clit. He straightened and held her hips, gliding in and outof her slowly as he watched her fingers caress her throbbing clit.

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